Chapter 105 105. Michael's Plan
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 105 105. Michael's Plan
"Dear, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Scott's ugly face, Emilia leaned over to look at the newspaper in his hand.
"Oh……"
She looked at the photo of Scott and Milton "saying goodbye" in the newspaper, and let out a long sigh.
"It's a nice picture," she remarked. "They've got you handsome and Milton is pretty...if he's really a girl."
In this photo, Milton only showed half of his face, and with his loose long hair, I am afraid that anyone who sees the photo will think he is a girl.
But Milton's true gender obviously cannot be hidden from Rita Skeeter.
Or, the fact that Milton was a boy might turn her on even more.
She is obviously well versed in this, and deliberately revealed Milton's true gender at the end of this report.
Scott himself has been portrayed by her in this article as a playboy who deals with men and women...
After reading the report, Emilia said again: "Seriously, I would rather you be as romantic as written in this article."
There was regret in her tone.
"You should enjoy your youth like a young man, my dear."
"..."
Scott took a deep breath.
"That's not the point, Millie," he said to his mother. "The point is that she gave us our address!"
He even began to suspect that the Auror named Williamson had betrayed his home address.
Emilia smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the article only said that you said goodbye at Hastings Station..."
"It's Hastings, not London." Scott said helplessly, "It's too easy to find our home in this small town. Don't forget how Milton found it."
The report was really bad news for Scott.
He began to regret his carelessness.
Thinking of this, he stood up and walked around inside and outside his house and yard.
According to "The Original Book," he knew Rita Skeeter was an outlaw Animagus who could transform into a beetle.
He wanted to make sure that the guy was still lurking nearby to eavesdrop.
Scott double-searched with naked eyes and magic perception, but found nothing unusual.
In fact, magic perception is of no use to Animagus.
He had once consulted Professor McGonagall on this subject.
When a wizard turns into an animal, only the magic power fluctuates during the transformation process, but when they maintain the animal form, the magic power is usually unperceivable because they are maintaining the "change" itself.
Fortunately, it was winter at this time, and the sudden appearance of bugs would be very conspicuous.
Scott searched carefully several times, and was basically sure that Rita Skeeter was not nearby.
"what happened to you?"
Emilia looked at Scott busy to and fro, a little puzzled.
"fine."
Scott forced a smile.
"You and Mike might as well move," he said.
"Move away?" Emilia shook her head, "No, we won't move away, where can we go?"
"you listen to me……"
Scott was a little flustered at this time.
He told Emilia what happened to Jacob again.
"Maybe you could move to Spain," he suggested. "You grew up there, and so did your grandfather and grandmother."
Scott also only found out in the past few days that his maternal grandparents were still alive, and they only returned to Spain after Emilia got married.
"No, we're not going anywhere." Emilia said resistingly.
"But those people have no bottom line." Scott persuaded, "During the Wizarding War more than ten years ago, those Death Eaters often took pleasure in hurting Muggles."
His relationship with the pure-bloods of Slytherin was already bad, and it could be predicted to be worse in the future, which made him very worried about the safety of Emilia and Michael.
Emilia still shook her head, "We're not ordinary Muggles, dear! I'll make them eat bullets before they lift that little stick!"
"..."
Scott watched his mother's refusal to accept the advice with a headache.
He decides to go to an antique store and talk to Michael.
At noon, he took the initiative to take over the food delivery service for Michael and left home.
Trollope Antique Store.
After listening to Scott's words, Michael fell into silence.
After a long time, he asked, "You let us leave England and leave you here alone?"
"You should understand, Mike," Scott said, "I'm worried if you stay here."
Michael looked a little sad, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have we become your burden, son."
"I……"
Scott opened his mouth, unable to speak.
"Okay, I see what you mean."
Michael laughed again, and reached out to pat Scott on the head.
"But you are still underage, boy! Whether you are a wizard or not, you are only our son, and we must watch you grow up!"
"but……"
Scott wanted to say something more, but Michael cut him off.
"No buts!"
He patted Scott on the head again.
"It's not that bad now, is it?"
he said calmly.
"Because of the last wizarding war, in the current wizarding world, your proposition, Mr. Principal, is politically correct."
He motioned for Scott to sit down, and he sat down to enjoy his lunch.
"Didn't you say that? Those dark wizards' homes will face round after round of searches by the Ministry of Magic, which means that the faction represented by your headmaster is gaining the upper hand."
Scott nodded.
"So, it's too late for those people to be cautious, and they won't take the initiative to give the enemy a handle at this time. And you haven't provoked that kind of crazy enemy yet."
Scott has a different opinion.
"You're talking about wise and clever wizards," he said, "but you can't find the kind of crazy and stupid people anywhere, and they tend to do more damage."
For example, Strillner, who he offended the most, is not a calm person.
"Okay, son."
Michael motioned for him to stop talking.
"You should trust your father."
Michael said proudly.
"Our family has lived in this small town for hundreds of years. If someone really comes to cause trouble, I can at least guarantee that I have the ability to take Millie away safely."
"You know wizards can Apparate, Mike."
Scott looked at him distrustingly.
"You can also pretend to be anyone through potions."
"Based on those guys' habit of looking down on us, they won't be so cautious in their disguise."
Michael said nonchalantly.
"Well, we can move to the old house your grandfather left behind. That house is on another street near the sea."
He smiled at Scott, leaned closer and whispered, "There is a passage in the backyard of that house that leads to the bottom of the cliff, and there is a hidden pier there."
Scott looked at him in surprise.
Michael said proudly: "As long as a stranger comes to the town to inquire about our family, I can get the news. This is enough time for me to take Millie and leave by boat."
"..."
Scott was a little helpless.
In short, he failed to persuade Michael and Emilia for the time being.
But he didn't give up.
There were still a few days left in the holidays, and he had decided that, at any rate, his parents would leave England before the holidays ended.
……
Ask for a recommendation ticket
_
(End of this chapter)
"Dear, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Scott's ugly face, Emilia leaned over to look at the newspaper in his hand.
"Oh……"
She looked at the photo of Scott and Milton "saying goodbye" in the newspaper, and let out a long sigh.
"It's a nice picture," she remarked. "They've got you handsome and Milton is pretty...if he's really a girl."
In this photo, Milton only showed half of his face, and with his loose long hair, I am afraid that anyone who sees the photo will think he is a girl.
But Milton's true gender obviously cannot be hidden from Rita Skeeter.
Or, the fact that Milton was a boy might turn her on even more.
She is obviously well versed in this, and deliberately revealed Milton's true gender at the end of this report.
Scott himself has been portrayed by her in this article as a playboy who deals with men and women...
After reading the report, Emilia said again: "Seriously, I would rather you be as romantic as written in this article."
There was regret in her tone.
"You should enjoy your youth like a young man, my dear."
"..."
Scott took a deep breath.
"That's not the point, Millie," he said to his mother. "The point is that she gave us our address!"
He even began to suspect that the Auror named Williamson had betrayed his home address.
Emilia smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the article only said that you said goodbye at Hastings Station..."
"It's Hastings, not London." Scott said helplessly, "It's too easy to find our home in this small town. Don't forget how Milton found it."
The report was really bad news for Scott.
He began to regret his carelessness.
Thinking of this, he stood up and walked around inside and outside his house and yard.
According to "The Original Book," he knew Rita Skeeter was an outlaw Animagus who could transform into a beetle.
He wanted to make sure that the guy was still lurking nearby to eavesdrop.
Scott double-searched with naked eyes and magic perception, but found nothing unusual.
In fact, magic perception is of no use to Animagus.
He had once consulted Professor McGonagall on this subject.
When a wizard turns into an animal, only the magic power fluctuates during the transformation process, but when they maintain the animal form, the magic power is usually unperceivable because they are maintaining the "change" itself.
Fortunately, it was winter at this time, and the sudden appearance of bugs would be very conspicuous.
Scott searched carefully several times, and was basically sure that Rita Skeeter was not nearby.
"what happened to you?"
Emilia looked at Scott busy to and fro, a little puzzled.
"fine."
Scott forced a smile.
"You and Mike might as well move," he said.
"Move away?" Emilia shook her head, "No, we won't move away, where can we go?"
"you listen to me……"
Scott was a little flustered at this time.
He told Emilia what happened to Jacob again.
"Maybe you could move to Spain," he suggested. "You grew up there, and so did your grandfather and grandmother."
Scott also only found out in the past few days that his maternal grandparents were still alive, and they only returned to Spain after Emilia got married.
"No, we're not going anywhere." Emilia said resistingly.
"But those people have no bottom line." Scott persuaded, "During the Wizarding War more than ten years ago, those Death Eaters often took pleasure in hurting Muggles."
His relationship with the pure-bloods of Slytherin was already bad, and it could be predicted to be worse in the future, which made him very worried about the safety of Emilia and Michael.
Emilia still shook her head, "We're not ordinary Muggles, dear! I'll make them eat bullets before they lift that little stick!"
"..."
Scott watched his mother's refusal to accept the advice with a headache.
He decides to go to an antique store and talk to Michael.
At noon, he took the initiative to take over the food delivery service for Michael and left home.
Trollope Antique Store.
After listening to Scott's words, Michael fell into silence.
After a long time, he asked, "You let us leave England and leave you here alone?"
"You should understand, Mike," Scott said, "I'm worried if you stay here."
Michael looked a little sad, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have we become your burden, son."
"I……"
Scott opened his mouth, unable to speak.
"Okay, I see what you mean."
Michael laughed again, and reached out to pat Scott on the head.
"But you are still underage, boy! Whether you are a wizard or not, you are only our son, and we must watch you grow up!"
"but……"
Scott wanted to say something more, but Michael cut him off.
"No buts!"
He patted Scott on the head again.
"It's not that bad now, is it?"
he said calmly.
"Because of the last wizarding war, in the current wizarding world, your proposition, Mr. Principal, is politically correct."
He motioned for Scott to sit down, and he sat down to enjoy his lunch.
"Didn't you say that? Those dark wizards' homes will face round after round of searches by the Ministry of Magic, which means that the faction represented by your headmaster is gaining the upper hand."
Scott nodded.
"So, it's too late for those people to be cautious, and they won't take the initiative to give the enemy a handle at this time. And you haven't provoked that kind of crazy enemy yet."
Scott has a different opinion.
"You're talking about wise and clever wizards," he said, "but you can't find the kind of crazy and stupid people anywhere, and they tend to do more damage."
For example, Strillner, who he offended the most, is not a calm person.
"Okay, son."
Michael motioned for him to stop talking.
"You should trust your father."
Michael said proudly.
"Our family has lived in this small town for hundreds of years. If someone really comes to cause trouble, I can at least guarantee that I have the ability to take Millie away safely."
"You know wizards can Apparate, Mike."
Scott looked at him distrustingly.
"You can also pretend to be anyone through potions."
"Based on those guys' habit of looking down on us, they won't be so cautious in their disguise."
Michael said nonchalantly.
"Well, we can move to the old house your grandfather left behind. That house is on another street near the sea."
He smiled at Scott, leaned closer and whispered, "There is a passage in the backyard of that house that leads to the bottom of the cliff, and there is a hidden pier there."
Scott looked at him in surprise.
Michael said proudly: "As long as a stranger comes to the town to inquire about our family, I can get the news. This is enough time for me to take Millie and leave by boat."
"..."
Scott was a little helpless.
In short, he failed to persuade Michael and Emilia for the time being.
But he didn't give up.
There were still a few days left in the holidays, and he had decided that, at any rate, his parents would leave England before the holidays ended.
……
Ask for a recommendation ticket
_
(End of this chapter)
